Once upon a time, in a small house in the city of love, there lived a little boy. A baker who called Mohammad. His family were poor so he worked day and night to provide for them. Since kids back then didn’t have any Xbox or iPad, he took interest in knowledge and learning. He memorised the Quran in childhood, because of that, people called him “Hafez” means a memoriser. By the time he got young, he found a place in court as a scribe and an officeholder. He began writing poems about the political things and he was good at it. Till the magic happened. In a refreshing spring morning, our young poet was siting in a caravansary and suddenly there she was, a beautiful Maiden, delicate as a  cherry blossom, was approaching On a back of a camel. It was love on first sight for him! Did our young poet do anything? Well unfortunately no. Was He freezed? Was he shy? No one knows for sure. And the girl didn’t stick around to find out. She left with Hafez heart and never came back. Our young poet was despaired to find her, but it was to late. Out of grief and separation pain, he wrote the most romantic sonnet’s. Sonnets so beautiful that still recommended for fixing a ruined relationship! Out of a mundane love, he reached a heavenly love. A love for creator himself. A love so strong that made him an Aref. People all around Iran came to visit him. Even Teymoor Khan the Mongolian king changed his mind about destroying Shiraz just because he talked to him for a few minutes. Hafez refused to ran off from the city even when the Mongolian army was outside the gates. Such great man’s tomb is worthy to visit indeed. His tomb is filled with  a numinous energy, a feeling of relief will consume you as soon as you get close to it. Scent of Flowers, sweet voice of fountains, wind in grass and of course the tomb itself are things to look forward to.